A Battle of Words
The next day.
Four figures landed in Golden Flame City.
Among the four of them, two of them exuded shocking ripples. Two of them were Martial Saints!
The other two, who looked much younger, also exuded powerful ripples. At the very least, they were at the same level as Zhang Heng!
On the west side of the center of Golden Flame City, there was a huge square. Around the square, there was a lush green giant tree. Its lush leaves extended in all directions.
At this moment, Jin Xiandao was standing in the square with his hands behind his back. There were many people around him. These people were all youngsters. Compared to the ordinary experts in the Myriad Tribe Battle Domain, there was an additional sense of pride on their faces.
Clearly, they were all youngsters from the Golden Flame Tribe. As a top tribe, they were under the protection of their tribe's city. Naturally, they could not help but exude a proud aura.
At this moment, they were gathered in groups of twos and threes. Occasionally, they would whisper to one another.
"Humph, two mere Martial Saints dare to make demands of us!"
"If they were in the Myriad Tribe Continent, our tribe would be able to crush them with a single finger!"
"They only dare to hole up in here. Once they leave, we won't even have to lift a finger. The experts they offended will take care of them!"
At this moment, these youngsters seemed to have realized something. Their faces were filled with anger. Based on their words, it was as though they did not think highly of the Martial Saints.
However, a Saint level expert still had quite a bit of prestige in this place. When the four figures descended from the sky, the private conversations in the square also quietly came to an end.
"Haha, it has been a few years since we last met. Senior Jin is still as good as ever!"
"Senior Jin!"
As they landed, the two experts with astonishing auras respectfully bowed towards Jin Xianduan and said.
"Mo Qi, Zhong Nian, the two of you have been doing well recently."
Jin Xiandao laughed softly and casually said.
"Senior Jin, these are Mo Bai and Zhong Daqi, whom we have mentioned to you before."
Mo Qi pointed to the two behind him and said with a smile.
"Senior Jin!"
The two youths behind him also respectfully bowed towards Jin Xianduan.
Although Mo Qi and Zhong Nian were also Martial Saints, they were still a far cry from Jin Xiannan. After all, Jin Xiannan was a powerhouse from the Golden Flame Tribe who guarded the Myriad Tribes Battlefield.
Jin Xiandan did not consume any special treasures. He had relied on his own strength to break through to the Martial Saint level. Now, he was a mid-stage Martial Saint!
In the Myriad Tribe Battleground, a mid-stage Martial Saint was definitely the top combat strength!
Jin Xiandao did not respond to their greetings. In fact, he did not even look at them. There seemed to be a trace of displeasure between his brows.
Evidently, he was also displeased by the behavior of the two men.
However, in order to enter that place, he would still need to borrow the strength of Mo Qi and the others. Thus, even though he was unwilling, he did not directly drive them away.
"Mo Qi, are you trying to nurture two Martial Saints?"
Jin Xiandao looked at the Mo Qi duo as he asked with a faint smile on his face.
"Elder Jin, you must be joking. Mo Bai and the others are not talented enough. There is no hope for them to break through to the Martial Saint level."
"My brothers and I are as close as brothers. This time, we only hope to use this opportunity to train them so that they will have the ability to protect themselves in the battleground."
Hearing this, Mo Qi and Zhong Nian hurriedly explained with a smile.
Although everyone was well aware of their intentions, they still had to put on a good front.
"Since they are not talented enough, let's not waste the quota."
Jin Xiandao said with a smile as though he was joking.
Mo Qi and Zhong Nian's faces darkened when they heard this.
"Haha, Elder Jin, since there are still two quotas, why don't you give them a chance on account of all the contributions we have made to the Golden Flame Tribe over the years?"
Although they knew that Jin Xiandao was unwilling to let them go, Mo Qi and the others did not want their hard-earned opportunity to be dismissed with just a few words.
"Burden?"
Just as Jin Xiandao furrowed his brows, Jin Ran's voice suddenly sounded from afar. Following which, there was a whooshing sound as two figures appeared in the square.
"Young master Jin Ran!"
When they saw the newcomers, Mo Qi and Zhong Nian's expressions changed slightly as they bowed.
Obviously, they knew Jin Ran's identity. However, their attitude towards Jin Ran was not as fearful as Jin Xiandao.
After all, although Jin Ran's identity and potential were terrifying, they had lived in the Myriad Tribe Battleground for a long time. What they valued more was true strength!
So what if Jin Ran's achievements in the future far exceeded theirs?
A monster like Jin Ran would not waste his life in the Myriad Tribe Battleground. He would definitely leave. Once he broke through to the Martial Saint level, he would not be able to enter the battleground again unless an ultimate expert spent the effort to do so!
"Mo Qi, who are you referring to as a burden?"
Jin Ran also noticed their attitude. He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a slightly gloomy voice.
"I didn't mean to say anyone, I was just joking."
Mo Qi laughed dryly and said.
"Although I was just joking, I think that what you said makes sense. If we bring a burden in, we will be in trouble." Jin Ran laughed.
"Young master Jin Ran, what do you mean?"
When Mo Qi and Zhong Nian heard this, they looked at each other and their faces darkened.
They knew that bringing their subordinates to that place was something that no top race would allow.
However, this opportunity was too rare. Regardless of whether it was Mo Bai or Zhong Daqi, they were the most powerful people under their command. It could be said that it was difficult to find a match for them below the Martial Saint level.
As long as they were given an opportunity, it was only a matter of time before they broke through to the Martial Saint level.
The Myriad Tribe Fighting Souls was this opportunity!
They knew that the Golden Flame Tribe would definitely stop them. However, they had already thought about this. It would not be easy to get rid of them with just a few words.
At most, they would go all out and join forces with a few Martial Saints to snatch that place!
At the very least, they could use it as a threat!
"Both of you are smart people. You don't need me to explain what I mean, right?"
Jin Ran chuckled as a playful look flashed across his eyes.
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